01 August 2015

The First 10K Walk through Sunday-Free Museums (part I)

First stop: MUSÉE RODIN. Opens at 10 am and it's free if you're under 26 years old and are a student in the European Union! This month only the garden was open to the public, as the museum per say was in renovation till November. But I guess his most known pieces were displayed in the garden, so it was not a wasted morning AT ALL.

ÈVE (1881)

The figure's self-protective pose, the face hidden in the crook of the arm, evokes shame and the sadness of paradise lost. | A figura de pose auto-protectora, com a cara escondida na dobra do braço, evoca vergonha e tristeza do paraíso perdido.

BALZAC (1898)

Symbol to the Creator. | Símbolo ao Criador.

LE PENSEUR (1903)

The Thinker was created for the Gates of Hell. It represents Dante, author of the Divine Comedy, but also Hades, the Greek god of the underworld, or the creator leaning over his work. With its blend of calm and strength, it became world-renowned as a symbol of hope and faith in humanity. | O Pensador foi criado para a Porta do Inferno. Representa Dante, o autor da Comédia Divina, mas também Hades, o deus grego do submundo, ou do criador inclinando-se sobre o seu trabalho. Com a mistura entre a calma e força, tornou-se no símbolo reconhecido mundialmente de esperança e fé na humanidade.

THE KISS | O BEIJO

Second stop: LES INVALIDES. As I could see the dome from Rodin's Museum, I figured I could walk here and have a look. And it is quite impressive. Here lies Napoleon I's tomb.

Then I though of going around the whole monument and found myself at the other end of it: the Army Museum. I must say that at this point my legs were feeling weak just from walking to one point to the other (yes, I'm very weak myself), so this one I only felt like seeing the outside.

After that, I figured I'd walk the whole avenue from this museum till Pont Alexandre III (Paris' prettiest bridge, I must say). It was quite an extensive walk... people smarter than me were riding segway!

And my walk ended with a Nutella crepe, of course! As I crossed the bridge, passed by the Grand Palais and Petit Palais, walked a few more kms and found myself by a little crepe van and ordered one, sat down in a bench covered with the shades of the trees and rested in the biggest Parisian avenue: the Champs Elysées. How sweet life is...